Boss (2011–2012): Season 2, Episode 7 - The Conversation - full transcript

I am the goddamn mayor
of this motherfucking city!

And I want this hole fixed now!

Mr. Langley has previously
undiagnosed open-angle glaucoma.

- To take that shot...
- Motherfucker.

- Where'd you get the urine?
- I don't understand.

Bulbocapnine... used to
induce a severe stupor.

Grandpa, did they do this to you?

Hell no, we won't go!

Mr. Zajac is this an attempt to get
back into your wife's good graces?

Don't resist.

I love you.



- Where is the mayor?
- You'll be apprised soon enough.

Until then, I believe
you have a job to perform.

You have been paid,

so may we start the fucking
treatment, please?

With the first injection,
the pain may be sharp.

After hours of seemingly
unending violence,

the toll of injury
and destruction is growing.

CPD shot an unarmed kid.

We've always had
a mutual respect, Mac.

We have, you being cut from the
same cloth as your father.

20 years ago, we urged Tom to ask

for a deployment
of the National Guard.

I'd like to hear it from him.

You will, in due time.



- Sam.
- Yeah?

The papers on your table, Rosebud.

I'm pretty sure the
handwriting's Stone's.

Boss 2x07: "The Conversation"
Original Air Date on September 28, 2012

♪ Satan, your kingdom
must come down ♪

♪ Satan, your kingdom must
come down ♪

♪ I heard the voice of Jesus Christ ♪

♪ Satan, your kingdom
must come down. ♪

I love you.

There are tanks in the streets.

How did we get here,

to this fractured state?

In the last 48 hours

I've become clear on many things.

Most importantly
that I am at my strongest

when we are aligned.

Your concerns were founded.

I cannot do this alone.

I need a tether

should I again become unbound.

I need a mirror.

Someone who knows,

someone who sees things as they are.

I need you.

We have much to discuss.

I understand the press is camped
out in front of City Hall.

Yes, sir.
We need an explanation.

Casualties during the turmoil?

47 injuries.
Four of those were cops, two firemen.

Only one fatality, a looter.

17 years old shot by CPD.

The unrest has been tamped
down thanks to the Guard,

but the stories we floated
to cover your absence,

- they won't hold.
- Get Cullen.

Sir, if we want
the explanation to hold,

we're gonna need to fill in details.

The public was told one
thing, the council another.

Ignoring the problem
won't make it go away.

I have the mayor.

The press is not gonna let up.

- We need to be prepared to...
- Sir.

Mac.

Nice to hear from you, Tom.
Been a while.

Listen, we're grateful for your
help during this chaotic situation,

but I think it's time for
the boys to go home now.

You're feeling confident
it's all under control then?

I am.

Far be it for the state
to overstay its welcome

in your great city.

Swift and orderly,
we'll be on our way.

Thank you.

Everything all right with you, Tom?

Love to Edie.

What's the price tag
on that little operation?

Around 10.3 million.

Can't imagine any mayor wanting

the state to bear the cost
for his city's mistakes.

Tom.

Thank you, Meredith.

Sir, someone on the council
will leak what they were told.

Someone or your former employer?

Ross certainly poses a threat.

Personally, I wouldn't have...

I respect the need to keep
your private life private,

but you disappeared
while the city burned.

And now you run the risk
of destroying

whatever tenuous trust
the people have left in you.

We need a more coherent explanation

as to why no one
saw you for two days.

- What was his name?
- Who?

The kid.
The looter.

Why?

Jerome Mathis.
Street name: Smoke.

Would you like to sit down with
Superintendent Royczyk first thing?

A phone call will suffice.
I'm sure Jim is quite busy

with all that's transpired.

Not one of the
protestors has a record.

- So?
- That's not a rebuttal.

You didn't make an argument.

They had every right
to peaceably assemble.

Please. They were on
private property.

I thought you went to law school

And what was peaceable about the
brawl you got wrapped up in?

- We're not talking about me.
- We're not?

What's the State's
Attorney's office get

out of pushing these
prosecutions through?

The satisfaction of a job well done.

I wonder, if a politician
pulls a stunt

and it doesn't hit the front page,

did he even make a sound?

You know, maybe, just maybe,

I want to do right by these folks.
You ever considered that?

It's not their fault they don't have
a friend in the mayor's office.

Wasting your breath.
I only vote if it's a job requirement.

Your cynicism is fucking exhausting.

It will raise questions,
my continued presence.

I owe no explanation.

What did you see, Tom?

It doesn't matter.

- Take Mrs. Kane around back.
- Yes, sir.

Were there specific
threats against you?

What do you say to the accusations that
this is a repeat of the '93 riots?

Mr. Mayor, was the council notified
of your location during the riots?

The disorder has been contained
by our fine guardsmen and women

who are now on their way home
to their families.

I know I speak for all Chicagoans

when I saw that we are
grateful for their service.

I know many of us gave in to our baser
instincts over the last two days,

but I have faith in us all
that we can rise above fear

and recrimination to rebuild
what's been lost.

The bonds formed in adversity
will strengthen what remains.

To that end, I would like to
assure the family of Jerome Mathis

that his death will
be fully investigated.

Thank you.

Both fingerprints and handwriting.

Great.
And how long would that take?

Could I get that in 24 hours?

Great. And what's
that going to cost me?

- Great, thank you.
- Answer your telephone.

Where the hell is your assistant? I've
been trying to call you for, like, ever.

Yes?

I know many of us gave
in to our baser instincts

over the last two days...

Look who's home.

Full of platitudes.

Blah, blah, blah.
Snap, crackle, pop.

Wait for it.

To that end, I would
like to assure the family

of Jerome Mathis that his death
will be fully investigated.

- Thank you.
- Wow.

What do you think, Jacks? Should we
let him change the conversation?

I also found another source
who saw him on Chestnut

the night before the evictions.

Said he was screaming,
seemed unhinged.

Want me to run with it?

Royczyk's holding on three.

This is insane.

The First Lady's
returning to her duties.

No need to feel threatened.

- Don't do that.
- What?

He's taking everything I care about,

flipping it upside down and now
he's gonna use it as a soapbox.

And I'm just standing here
like I'm okay with it.

So, you got two choices...

stay or go.

You've done an exceptional job, Jim.

I'm just sorry it took me this
long to thank you in person.

At least it wasn't
'93 all over again,

no matter what those cable news
yahoos seem to think.

Speaking of,

I'm concerned about this
Jerome Mathis situation.

These things have a way of blowing
themselves out of proportion.

Frankly, my men should be commended

for their restraint
the past two days.

And I don't disagree. But I'd feel more
comfortable if I had all the facts.

Mathis was observed

leaving an electronics store

carrying a stereo.

The store's windows were smashed.

He saw the officers,
dropped the stereo and ran.

He ignored repeated requests to stop.

Another unit responded.

He turned into
the squad car's headlights

and appeared to be holding a firearm.

Officer Albanese fired one round,

striking Mathis in the chest.

He was later revealed
to be holding an iPod.

Listen, I don't deny
this is unfortunate,

but it could have all been avoided

if he'd just followed
the officer's instructions.

He was 17, Jim.

He was in and out of juvie
since he was 11.

Drug possession,
distribution, assault.

Let's call a spade a spade.

He was a bad kid, Tom.

I'm sure his mom is sad,

but he was no great loss
for the community.

It was a good shot.
I stand by my men.

Fair enough.

When this is all behind us,
we're long overdue for a meal.

How about a hot dog in the mayor's box
at the next Cubbies game?

Looking forward to it.

I think it's a terrible idea.

Why is that?

He was a criminal.
Armed or not,

it will be difficult
to paint him as sympathetic.

Regardless, his mother is grieving.

She deserves my condolences.

So do it privately.

There's no reason
to make it a press event.

I disagree.

The city needs to know the
mayor is aware and in control.

He'll appear both strong
and emotionally engaged

in the plight of those affected.

In other words, you're using
a grieving mother

as a political prop.
No one is gonna buy it as sincere.

Because they haven't
so many times before?

Moral issues aside,
you're opening yourself up

to a host of criticisms that
play right into the hands

of those who want to see
Lennox Gardens fail.

There are larger concerns

than your pet project,
Ms. Fredricks.

If you're committed to this,

I respectfully ask that you have lan

coordinate with Moretti.

I'm not comfortable being involved.

No decision needs
to be made at this time.

Kane's purging his
organization in the 11th,

14th, 21st, and 46th.

So we're focusing our efforts there.

Interesting timing for
this story to take hold,

don't you think?

We've also set our sights on the 3rd,

6th, 17th, 24th, 27th, and 28th.

Giving what went down at the Gardens,

we're pretty confident
they're up for grabs.

It might have been up for grabs.

Maybe, if Walsh hadn't rammed that
anti-felon bill through the lege.

Cullen's gonna pocket veto.

You sure about that? I saw him last
night touting Walsh's efforts.

Spoke with him this morning.
Now that he understands

the situation, he's agreed
to stick it in a drawer.

It's impressive.
She gets the win,

keeps the boogieman,

and you've protected
an important voting bloc.

What you must have done

for him to let you go...

Can you set the meet?

My husband went into hiding
at my insistence.

And were it up to me,
he would not have returned

until you'd done your job.

Fortunately for you both,

your lack of faith will not affect

my commitment to the task at hand.

I understand how,

with the distant history
you and my husband share,

it could be difficult
working symbiotically...

There's nothing distant
about my historical concerns.

There's reason to believe that,

had Langley's identity been
kept confidential,

his accomplice would
already be in custody.

And that leak couldn't
have come from your office?

My office has been treated
with disdain and disrespect

from the moment
this investigation began.

A lesser man would have
closed the book with Langley.

How great thou art.

I lie awake at night...

terrified.

Reliving it all.

Hearing the shots.

And you refuse to give me

a reason to believe we're safe.

We believe he's a veteran.

A fellow member
of Langley's sniper team.

With the information we have,

I am confident the heightened
security protocols in place

are sufficient.

In service of a more
symbiotic relationship,

you should know you'll be receiving

wide-ranging subpoenas
in the morning...

in conjunction with
the corruption cases

you set in motion last month.

Wide-ranging?

Back to '93.

That's an absurd overreach,
even for you.

There isn't a judge in town
who wouldn't agree.

Maybe.

But I'm attempting to make
these cases airtight.

And with 20 years
of records to comb through,

I certainly won't have time
to comment to the press.

If that's what you need
for a successful prosecution.

And I had a chance to look
at the Jerome Mathis case.

Seems like a good shot.

How many more surprises?

Meaning?

These subpoenas.

The result of the arrests of key
members of your organization.

A decision so lacking in clarity

I can only assume it was
your disease at the wheel.

Did you notice any symptoms today?

No.

Despite that, I think it wise

you visit Dr. Harris
sooner rather than later.

One thing at a time.

As for tomorrow,

aren't there matters outside the
office that require your attention?

You're confident you need
no more monitoring?

I'll drop you at home.

I have an errand to run.

I'm sorry.

I didn't realize anyone was home.

I'll get out of your way.

No, that's fine.
You don't have to.

What?

I've been thinking about you.

What you're going through.

It's a Herculean feat.

What?
Living with my parents?

That, too, I suppose.
But no.

I meant...

I'm sorry.
Is this too personal?

I don't know what "this" is.

My mom was a drunk.

Pills on occasion.

She wanted to get clean.

Put in the work, but it didn't stick.

I never blamed her, though.

She tried.
She really did.

You're stronger than she was.

Part of my job

is knowing what to keep
off the mayor's desk.

If you need anything ever.

That's my personal cell.

- Anytime.
- Thanks.

Anytime.

Thanks.
Wait for me outside.

No thanks.
Not tonight.

Glad to see you in one piece.

You and me both.

Plans are changing.

Must be drastic if you
couldn't send the kid.

Our old friend.
His time has come.

You never ask questions.

I always appreciated that about you.

Thanks, Kav.

There weren't no reason for it.

Jerome was a baby.

He was my baby.

I am here today not only as a mayor,

but also as a father.

Our hearts go out
to the Mathis family.

By 3 o'clock, it became clear that...

I want you to eat a little bit more.
Three more bites. Just three more.

We tied at the end of the game.

- but we won when...
- Where's your mat homework, Bits?

I put it in her backpack.

What? It was that
or be late.

Alissa, finish up.
We've got to go, baby.

Stop it, stop it, stop it.

Hush, both of you!

I've assured Ms. Mathis
that my entire administration

is committed to finding
justice for Jerome.

There's never any excuse

for gunning down an unarmed teen.

- That's your boss.
- Who's Jerome?

Go get your backpacks.
Go on, now.

- Please.
- Up you go.

That child was 6'2", 180 pounds

with a record as long as my arm.

- Okay... let's not... hey.
- I can't.

I can't right now.

Do you remember the
story you used to tell me

about the princess and the wolf?

Gave me nightmares.

Kids are impressionable.

I told my mother that
there were wolves on the roof

and you know what she said?

We all have our wolves, Emma.

Those were her words of comfort.

Yeah, she's a piece of work.

Can I?

I did it all the time in the clinic.

- How much?
- Two CCs.

There's nothing in there
that will get you high.

Good luck.

Despite what experience
my daughter may claim,

she is not a medical professional.

Unless you'd like
to find other employment,

I suggest you don't share
your responsibilities again.

Yes, ma'am.

Hello, Dad.

You can't get five feet
down a hallway around here

without a reporter
asking the question.

We're gonna need something
better than no comment.

We're gonna look like assholes.

Press will get bored and move on.

To Jerome Mathis, maybe.

The riots were unfortunate.

But the story will conclude
as they all do.

- In the meantime...
- They're not asking about the riots.

They're asking about you.

Where you've been.
What we knew.

In the meantime, we are fast
approaching the annual vote

to authorize the selling of bonds

to cover the city's expenditures.

Pro forma.
I foresee no concerns.

The request will be
considerably larger than usual.

Many unexpected costs this quarter.

How much larger?

We're still crunching the numbers.

A revised preliminary budget

will be distributed for review
by the end of the week.

I didn't bring you here
to talk specifics.

Rather, to make clear
that for the financial health

of the city, there can
be no push back.

DC's nice this time of year.

I hope you had some time
to enjoy yourself.

How does he seem to you?

His personality, his emotional life?

Before this treatment
he was growing soft,

susceptible to suggestion.

I've been concerned.

As you should be.

Since he's returned?

More focused.

Aware of the weaknesses
exhibited in the resent past.

Determined to steel himself.

But?

Vestiges of the personality
shift remain.

A surprising attachment to certain...

people remains steadfast.

I suspect any improvement

he's experienced from the
treatment he received

is likely a placebo affect.

But the goal here is a
prolonged life worth living.

If this has given him that,

even temporarily,
I consider it a success.

So...

you don't recommend
confronting him on the issue?

No need to speed
the return of symptoms.

My greatest concern has
always been your husband's

unwillingness to honestly
accept his disease.

Choosing to include you suggests

he's beginning to come
to terms with his situation.

Thank you, Dr. Harris.

And you're redacting any reference
to the mayor specifically?

I thought we were
supposed to highlight those.

"Yes" will suffice.

- Mr. Todd.
- What?

- Um...
- What?

Mr. Todd, you might
want to take a look at this.

Sir?

Your phone call with Royczyk,

it's on the "Trib" 's website.

Everywhere now.

CNS, FNN, "The Times."

Who knows how many blogs?

I'm concerned about
this Jerome Mathis situation.

It was a good shot.

He was 17, Jim.

Let's call a spade a spade.

He was a bad kid, Tom.
I'm sure his mom is sad,

but he was no great loss
for the community,

no matter what those cable
news yahoos seem to think.

Is it accurate?
Is that the conversation you had?

Close enough.

How are we gonna handle this?

Damage is done.

Shouldn't we call in
a telecom expert,

make sure our phone
system isn't compromised?

There are safeguards in place here.

I'm confident it was
the superintendent's phone

that was compromised.

Jim didn't deserve this.

Ms. Kane,
Dave Hoffman, again.

My seventh message.

Really don't want to make
life difficult for you,

but if you don't call me back
I'm not gonna have a choice.

Glad to see your phone works.

Hi.

Can I talk to you real quick?

My car's parked over there.

You okay?

Mostly.

You clean?

Well, I'm glad for you, but...

this ain't right.

I can't take you out.

I can't... I can't
treat you like...

like I want to treat my girl.

So I keep doing all
this shit for you.

If you're just calling me
when you want a fix,

be straight about it.

You...

you're the only one who ever cared.

- Who is it?
- It's my parole officer.

He just keeps calling and calling.

The test, I thought I had it
handled, but I can't go back.

If he was gonna violate you,
he would have done it already.

Yeah, but he wants something
and I don't know what it is.

What are...
what are you...

Don't! Don't!

You'd rather ask daddy?

Look, you're just
gonna make it worse.

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean it like that.

No, yeah, you did.

Sorry to disturb.

Mrs. Kane,
what can I do for you?

I'd like you to pull
together all the work

you've done on Lennox Gardens for me.

Why?

I assumed with the death of Joe Young

and the recent turmoil,
the project was on hold.

I merely want to be
informed for my meeting

with Babe McGantry later today.

I wasn't aware he was
back in consideration.

There were a number of valid reasons

for not going with him
the first time around.

I'd be happy to discuss...

I am perfectly clear on the reasons

behind my husband's decisions.

Information is ammunition

and McGantry is not a man
you meet with unarmed.

But if you're not able to oblige...

No, of course. I'll have my assistant
pull it all together for you.

Thank you.

Nice looking family.

Aunt Rae.

Give me a second.

Sorry.
What's up?

Emma, what's wrong?

Um, I slipped.

Just a few pills
but I failed my test.

- And my parole officer...
- I'll handle it.

- Really?
- Of course.

Your father won't know a thing.

I'll never ask you for anything
like this again, I promise.

You can ask me for whatever you want.

Thank you, lan.
I mean it.

Your office wouldn't have
sufficed for this conversation?

I wanted you to be
clear on the stakes.

The view below, Lennox Gardens.

All that's adjacent,

my investment.

You remember, years back,

when it was made clear that
redevelopment was on the horizon,

deliberately we began to acquire
all that surrounds the project.

You knew this.
Your husband was aware.

What has changed?

Are we operating with different
definitions of progress suddenly?

Semantics are not at issue here.

So what is?

If your husband proceeds
in this fashion,

all you see is worthless.

I suggest you unload it while you
can still recoup your investment.

So Tom hasn't abandoned
his foolish notion?

I had thought your husband and I

were locked in a temporary skirmish

brought on by your disappearance
from the equation.

Was I mistaken?

Meredith, must I articulate
what this will mean?

Do not do this.

It's done, Babe.

You fucking cunt.

You're nothing.

You're a goddamn
dress form with a slit.

I am the constant.

You were always a variable.

Duck sauce?

No longer can he hide
behind the throne.

For once in the history of Chicago,

the PD wasn't being racist asshats.

Numbers are in.
Everything except the 21st.

Thanks.

You know, as much
as I hate the bastard,

Kane never fails to impress.
He just dealt a race card

from the bottom of the deck,
sits back, relaxes,

and lets the righteous indignation
machine do the work for him.

You know?

117 walk shifts.

15% of our universe.

Undecideds breaking
our way two to one.

500,000.

He's okay. Cone of silence.
McGantry?

We should double our ad buy.

- No.
- Are you crazy?

Tina, don't fucking
touch that money, okay?

Three cheers for sisterhood.

Stop.

Hey, what are you doing?

I told you I am not stopping
working to eat with you.

I just need a minute
of uninterrupted privacy.

I sent Rosebud in for testing.

Shit cost a fucking fortune
for the rush job

and the shit still
came back inconclusive.

Partial print,
generic block handwriting.

I'm not going on record, okay?
I don't even know myself.

No, I'm not asking you to.

Just the guy at the lab said the
only way to go is DNA testing

and I need something
to compare it against.

Sam, I didn't even know
the guy's birthday.

You don't have a memo pad

or, like, a fucking pen?

The mayor's closest aide
leaks damning documents

then turns up dead.

That doesn't bother you?

- You don't know that for sure.
- Come on.

How do we always end up back here?

You tell me.

You're right.
I should have kept my mouth shut.

Look, I get it.
You're exposed here, but...

Don'you want to know the truth?

Can I buy you another?

Claire Mann.

That's quite a dress.

Or maybe you've had enough.

Not nearly.

We're dropping all charges.

Got spanked?

You made good points.

I took them to Doyle and he agreed.

You had to get all fancy
to tell me that?

Gala for Hubbard Street.

Could have called.

Figured I owed you an apology.

In person.

What do you want?

No, I mean it.

I like to argue.

Or, I like to win, rather.

I hit below the belt with you.

I feel bad about it.

Ain't beanbag.

You're giving up?

She's divorcing me.

Lesser men have come back
from greater scandal.

You've got a knack
at finding the sweet spot

between sincerity

and what's politically useful.

You'll be fine.

What do you want?

You were fucking incredible.

I get that a lot.

You're humble, too.

That, not so much.

You got somewhere else to be?

Home.
Big day tomorrow.

Yeah?

We served Kane with subpoenas.

Expecting the files in the morning.

Doyle subpoenaed Kane?

What, does he hate
his job or something?

He doesn't need the mayor's support.

I didn't realize Doyle's
organization was so formidable.

Speaking of formidable.

Night, Ben.

This is it.

One time.
She's clear, right?

Right?

Long as she keeps pissing
clean we're cool.

Otherwise it's another five K.

Like that.

I dealt with Babe.

We'll need to move quickly before he
becomes aware your plans have changed.

Demolition's in motion.

Won't be more than
a couple of weeks now.

- And Mona?
- What about her?

Without a clear future
in place for the Gardens

I expect she'll resist,

attached as she is to its fate.

I have her under control.

Did he make things
difficult... McGantry?

It was as expected.

I should never have compromised you.

One, two, three, four,

throw those racists out the door!

Five, six, seven, eight,

we will not discriminate!

I hate that it's come to this.

I did what I could to protect you,
but things being what they are...

You know that call was doctored.

Everything was taken out of context.

I know.
I know.

There are many things I can control.

Unfortunately for both of us,
the media is not one of them.

I wanted to have
this private farewell

so you know how grateful I am
for your many years of service.

Once I step in front
of those cameras...

Yeah, I know how the songs ends.

I'll ensure that you're
well taken care of.

Full pension. And, of course,
if there's anything you need,

please don't hesitate to ask.

Maybe we can find time
to take in that Cubs game.

They're not looking
too good this year.

It is with a heavy heart that
I stand here before you today.

I've asked for and received

Superintendent Royczyk's resignation.

His response to the death
of Jerome Mathis

cannot be ignored or tolerated.

I want to assure all of Chicago
that I am committed

to purging such attitudes
from our civic institutions.

I hope this speeds the healing
process for us all,

especially the family
of Jerome Mathis.

Thank you.

In response to mounting
pressure from citizens

and civil rights groups,

Superintendent James Royczyk
stepped down today

after 15 years at the post.
This ends his 33-year long career...

Disappointing that it
had to come to this.

We're going ahead with
demolition of the Gardens.

Gave the contract to Ortiz.

We'll worry about
replacing Y&M down the road.

Is that all?

Yes.

Neither of us were under any
illusions when I was hired.

I didn't expect much from you

and you knew exactly why I was here.

But you made promises.

You made promises in my name.

And if you're gonna
go back on them now,

I would appreciate
the respect of being informed

before the shit hits the fan.

Sit.

I won't be scolded, sir.

I hired you for all
the wrong reasons.

You knew that, yet here you are.

You knew how long the odds were,

and yet you played.

I envy you.

After 20 years behind this desk,

I've lost sight

of why I started.

And now here you are,

a constant reminder.

I'm no idealist.

No, you're a realist

who holds out hope.

I don't know what lies ahead,

but I promise
you won't be blindsided.

Thank you.

You can go.

I believe you're all
familiar with Senator Walsh.

You've already met everyone else.

Almost.
Kitty O'Neil.

Trey Rogers.
Pleasure.

Thank you, Alderman Ross
for arranging this meeting.

And for helping me to understand

the struggles your communities face

Clearly disenfranchising your
vote is no way to confront them.

Excuse me, Senator.

No disrespect, but I believe
we all know why we're here.

Why don't we skip the politicking

and get to the numbers?
Agreed?

Well, I can guarantee you
5,500 votes out of the 21st.

Coming mostly from the surrounding
precincts around the Gardens.

Would have been more
but for our recent exodus.

Walking around money?

A discounted rate of 95,000.

Antoine?

Well, we've got a lot
of sporadics in the 23rd.

Made progress last aldermanic race,

but I don't want to overpromise.

I'm confident we can guarantee
3,700, but it could be more.

We're looking at 75 thou,

but I'd like to reserve
the right to renegotiate.

Of course.
Maurice?

So what do you think?

Like I said, between 3,700 and 4,075.

If I go over 4,000
I got to charge more.

No, but let's not fuck around here.

- Let's just be realistic.
- Kitty. Kitty.

- No, the reality is...
- Wait a minute.

You're asking him to go
all the way down to 71st

all the way over to the shore, okay?

Right, but the reality
is that doesn't work for us.

Now you told me 3,500,
you delivered 2,500.

Right, right.

At the same time, sir,

let's allow this association
to have some longevity.

No possible way because
we're not going above 60.

It's doable.

I didn't know you were
so flush, Catherine.

Plenty left over
for your finder's fee.

Thank you for your time, gentlemen.

Delivery will be made
through the usual channel.

Thank you.

Are you sure about this?

Even with diligent
redaction you're exposed.

We can petition for a narrower scope.

Not a judge around who wouldn't
agree this is excessive.

Send it all.

Motherfucking cocksucking

piece of shit asshole!

This is some old school bullshit.

This is a year's worth of work.
Maybe two.

Well, this one's not
a complete disaster.

And look at that,
not a word redacted.

Mr. Hoffman, lan Todd
from the mayor's office.

I understand you have some
concerns with Emma Kane.

All right.

Well, listen, in the future,

should any problems arise, I'd like
to be the first call you make.

Thank you.

Huge coup you pulled today.

You wanted Cook County,
I got you Cook County,

Tough to get in bed
with those people, though.

Well, their crimes are just
less socially acceptable

than say McGantry's.

It's all the same shit, though.

Thank you.

Just doing my job, ma'am.

Brilliantly.

Look, I don't want
to stir the pot, but...

Tina, she didn't back this move.

In fact, she hasn't backed
any move I've tried to make.

Let me worry about Tina.

I'm gonna head up.

We're downstate the rest of the week,

so I won't see you for a while.

Okay, I'll be in touch.

Ma'am.

You forgot this.

Sleep well.

You, too.

- Ian.
- Hey.

- I was hoping I'd...
- Thank you.

I didn't do anything,
but you're welcome.

What do you mean?
He stopped calling.

Must have been some confusion.
He said there was no problem.

Really.

Do you need to get that?

Well, thanks anyway
for making the effort.

I meant it, anything you need.

Um, good night.

Good night.

This isn't just off the record.

It's not even deep background.

You've got to find your own proof

'cause I'll deny this ever happened.

I'll take whatever you can give.

City Hall town car went
missing same time Kane did.

Crossed over into Canada
at the I-94 border

at 11:47 P.M. Tuesday.

Wait, was Kane driving?

About fucking time.

Come in.

Meredith, have you seen my...

You're in bed early.

I wasn't feeling very well.

Come. Sit.

I was in need of guidance
while you were gone.

I took the liberty of exploring
the contents of your computer.

There are dozens of these.

As well as more...

intimate moments.

All of them saved.

None of them containing information
pertinent to your office.

Are you in love with her?

Just obsessed?

I can't fire her.

Wouldn't look good.

For the moment, at least.

But if you could,

would you?

I'll admit there was an attachment.

But it was the disease.

Now that I'm renewed,
I see her role clearly.

You know, I'm concerned
that you're pushing

too hard too fast.

No.

But what about you?

With all that's gone on,
we haven't even

had the opportunity to talk

about your treatment.

You seem confident it was effective.

Confidence.

It cuts both ways.

Tell me.

What did you see in your hallucinations?

Ezra.

Your father.

History rewritten.

Creatures.

So many voices.

The din drowned out all reason.

I tried.
I tried on my own

to silence it,
but it only grew louder.

Deafening.

But it's quiet now.

My mind is still.

My thoughts

clear.

Calm.